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​​crtl - heimlich lyrics

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[intro]
ay t.o, this sh_t loud

[verse 1: lk]
yo, i’m bout to pop like coke that’s diet
made nuff tracks in the stu that’s pirate
i ain’t blown yet, this just the pilot
don’t do snakey, a man move direct
ay t, this sh_t too loud got the neighbours telling me quiet
it’s way too late, mans tired
but bun that, like the magazine, mans wired
when the racks come in, imma wile out
east end boy, but i ain’t from limehouse
black horse lane, what a man stay reppin’
big lk, it’s my time now
bare man wan hate on a sly now, lowe that, you ain’t that guy pal
024 that’s mine
cah it’s been time i’ve been on my grind now

[verse 2: runtz]
i want dirty cash
filthy notes, just padding my supreme pockets (cha ching)
who are you?
and why should we lock in?
i’m out for the profit, f_ck all the nonsense (cash)
come clash me in a 1v1
nuke town and i might get toxic
them man floppin’, beg a man stop it
ask me how, coz i got it (b_tch)
the streets dem sayin’ where cartel been
it’s been a sec, but we back in the mix
too many man wan cat off the swag
but it’s way too real for a grime refix (true)
still under the radar
they ain’t clocked what cartel did
all now we ain’t dropped in a bit
and they feenin’ for brand new cartel hits
it’s mad
[refrain: runtz & lk]
they watch like they starting to get what the hype is
stick to the typing
you ain’t got tech, to get where the guys is
prices up now they preeing the timing
trip on a night tube, feel like sai_ming
we make movies, like a drive_in
them man get a little clout, start wylin’
choke, see me i don’t need more heimlich

[verse 3: lk]
yo, t just called said “come, let’s cook”
that’s 5pm and don’t be late
jump on a bus then cut thru central
all on my lones, no 118
they know my voice ain’t know my face
hit balamii now the boy too bait
nah, jk when it comes to the bars do a man don’t play

[verse 4: runtz]
i’m above these man like they try too hard
just inhaled a gram for that leng leng
feeling knacks, go back to my yard
if police ask questions, i wasn’t there
hope that they don’t put me in the back of a car
i don’t pop bars, but i got bars
new pack and it stinks like fart
i tryna’ live high like i’m in the shard
[refrain: runtz & lk]
they watch like they starting to get what the hype is (true)
stick to the typing
you ain’t got tech, to get where the guys is
prices up now they preeing the timing
trip on a night tube, feel like sai_ming
we make movies, like a drive_in
them man get a little clout, start wylin’
choke, see me i don’t need more heimlich

[outro]
ay t.o, this sh_t loud
pimply little sh_t!

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